Gave elder sister my penis on her birthday

This is a true story about me and my elder sister, Soumya Didi. Soumya Didi’s birthday was on Monday. She is four years older than me and is getting married this year. She is a very attractive and sexy girl. She recently finished her engineering degree and lived in a hostel. She fell in love with a boy from college, and they are getting married. After their wedding, both of them – my brother-in-law (jija ji) and Soumya Didi – will move to Bangalore because they both got jobs there.

As I mentioned earlier, Didi’s birthday was on Monday. Six of her friends came to celebrate with her. We have a small farmhouse that we use for parties, located near Noida. My parents told me to take Arjun along because he had been planning a special gift for Didi for a long time. I kept telling my parents that I would give Didi a great gift this year. They even teased Didi about it, but I hadn’t actually bought anything yet.

“Arjun will give you a gift,” Didi said to me, “so let’s go to the farmhouse.” That’s how I ended up going to the farmhouse with Didi.

Around 8:00 pm, we cut the cake and had dinner. There were eight of us in total. We also had drinks, but I don’t drink alcohol, so I stayed away from it. Didi and her friends drank four bottles of liquor and got quite drunk. Around midnight, her friends left for home – some by cab, some in their own cars, and others getting lifts. My parents called to say we shouldn’t come back that night and should stay at the farmhouse.

When Didi realized we were staying overnight, she took two pegs of whiskey. “Arjun, will you have some?” she asked. I initially refused, but then she explained that since her third year of college, they had started partying more often. “Nowadays,” she said, “if you want to make good friends and hang out with the right people, you have to drink and party. No one invites a simple person to parties or wants to be their friend.”

She continued, “Look, Arjun, I’m getting married now and will be working. That’s why I’m drinking.” Didi motivated me somehow, and I ended up mixing whiskey in my cold drinks and took two pegs. Didi drank one more peg while we were at it. We both got drunk. Around 1:00 am, Didi asked, “So, you were going to give me a gift? What happened?”

I was drunk and told her, “I couldn’t get you a proper gift. Take whatever I have.” Didi said, “Okay, then at least give me a kiss.” I went and sat on the sofa next to Didi, held her hair, pulled her close, and kissed her lips.

She stopped me and said, “Arjun, do you know who kisses someone on the lips? A boyfriend or a husband. Since you’re my brother, kiss my cheek.” I kissed her cheek and went back to the sofa.

Didi held my hand and said, “Why are you being shy? Come on, kiss me on the lips. Who knows if anyone will find out that you kissed me?” She added, “I’m very happy today, Arjun. You can ask for anything, and I’ll give it to you.”

Didi pulled me closer, grabbed my hair, and started kissing me. Slowly, our breaths became faster. Didi started caressing my body, and I started caressing hers. My hand slowly moved towards her breasts, and I gently touched them.

Slowly, I reached inside her clothes and grabbed her clitoris. Didi also grabbed my penis. We were both filled with desire. The alcohol had heightened our senses, and now passion was taking over. We pulled each other closer, embracing in a passionate kiss. Our chests pressed against each other as we lost ourselves in the moment.

Didi took my hand and led me to the bedroom. She removed her clothes and helped me take mine off. She lay down on the bed, grabbed my penis, and started sucking it. Her large breasts were pressing against my body. Didi sucked my penis for about ten minutes, like she was eating ice cream.

It was my turn now. I pulled her down and took both of her nipples in my mouth and began to suck them. We were both giving each other pleasure, fulfilling each other’s needs.

Didi spread her legs, and I sat between them, starting to lick her pussy. Warm fluid started flowing out, which I collected on my finger and licked repeatedly with my tongue. Didi said, “Now don’t waste time, give me your nine-inch gift.”

I took my thick penis and slowly pushed it into her wet hole. My entire penis went inside her. Now, thrusting hard, I started pounding her, making her clit twitch with every stroke.

We were both drunk, lost in the pleasure of each other’s bodies. Didi was like a heroine from an adult movie, riding me with passion. We kept going for about ten hours, enjoying each other’s company. Finally, we both fell asleep exhausted. Didi’s large breasts were still being caressed by my hand as we lay together under the same blanket.

Around 3:00 am, I woke up again. I put my finger inside Didi’s pussy to arouse her and started fucking her again.

Didi’s lips were so swollen from all the kissing that they were red and sore. When she went to the bathroom around 6:00 am, she was struggling to walk because her pussy was so swollen. But we weren’t stopping there. As soon as she came back from the bathroom, she climbed on top of me again, grabbed my penis, and started riding me hard, fucking me with renewed passion.

After that, we both showered together and drove back home. We slept for a long time when we got back. Now I’m finally awake and writing this story for you.